Gabe sees Andy chatting with Erin at Reception, and hauls him into the conference room, shutting the door and closing the shades so we can only see their faces through narrow cracks. Anyway, Gabe's point, which he makes tearfully, is that he needs to get Erin back because he can't be alone any more. "Do you like being alone with me right now?" "No, this is horrifying," Andy admits. Gabe gets him to promise that they'll never date again, and after a minute so "no one will know" he was crying, emerges from the room with a frozen rictus of a death-grin that's even worse than his normal smile.
Jim tacks up a poster with a pictured of a fist and the slogan "JOIN THE FIST" on it. And that's all it says. Dwight busts him, and figures Jim just wants him to think he's starting a rebellion, but Jim says it's just a club, although he exchanges raised fists with a passing (and confused) Darryl. Dwight says he wants to join, but Jim puts him off because today is Operation Overthrow. "But I have noted it." As soon as Jim leaves, Dwight takes down the flyer and throws it in the trash. And the moment Dwight's gone, Jim tacks up two more.
Life under Dwight: Kevin is tying to enter his 21-digit copier code, with a line backed up behind him. In the kitchen, Stanley scoffs at the "HONOR SYSTEM 50¢ sign next to a surveillance camera. Andy tries to show Pam a video online, and gets a "blocked" message that's a lot more friendly-looking and a lot less accusatory than the ones I've been seeing in corporate America for the last decade. Dwight just watches them from his office. From behind his giant "DWIGHT K SCHRUTE INTERIM MANAGER" desk nameplate, Dwight says he'll never be happier than he is right now. "I will also never be less happy. I will be at my current maximum happiness for the rest of my life. Because I am the manager of the Scranton branch of Dunder-Mifflin. Acting Manager." Hard to see how things could change.
All the food in the vending machines has been replaced by ads for "Dwight's Caffeine Corner." Creed says he's got it covered, with snacks in the freezer. "You mean the frozen mice for the piranha?" Pam asks. Creed says, "No, the blueberry Slurpee pouch." "He means the ice pack," Phyllis explains. One wonders how many of those Creed has sucked down over the years.
Gabe hangs up Erin's phone while she's in the middle of a call to declare his love, but gets caught up in the stuff he doesn't believe in, like God, until he does again. Alas, that detour wasted the precious seconds before her phone started ringing again, and Gabe asks, "Do we not have voice mail?" Erin explains, "Dwight doesn't trust robots to give us our messages." Gabe is thrown. In Erin's TH, she says she's on a break from dating. "Gabe was a great guy with so many wonderful qualities, but it was a challenge being touched by him."